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What a Pretty Woman I Have

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Oooh! What a pretty woman I have.
Just by looking at her I'm afraid.
Oh! What a pretty woman I have.
My love is oh so great.
When I go to give her a kiss,
I get jealous of her lips.
 

The turtle dove

I would like to mamma mia*
Sing like the nightingale
So that my copla colia*
Would reach my sweet love
 
If she would hear my voice
Perhaps she would sympathize
That the eyes on my face
Have more light
aaayyy...aaayyy...aaayyy...
Have more light at her side
 
Turtle dove that you fly singing
With the risings of the morning
Run and tell that I live suffering
for her that is all I
Crave
Run and tell that I live suffering
For her that is all I
Crave
 
Ay, mamma I am suffering
The shame is going to kill me
I am loving her and loving her
And she wants to know nothing about it
 
Ay, who will take this shame
That is finishing with me
That I don’t know if it’s bad or good but it must be
Aaayyy...aaayyy...aaayyy...
But it must be my punishment
 
Turtle dove that you fly singing
With the risings of the morning
Run and tell that I live suffering
for her that is all I
Crave
Run and tell that I live suffering
For her that is all I
Crave